Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 3

There were five children in Ermo's family. Because the family was too poor to support them, there happened to be a year of famine, so Ermo, who was still young, was thrown at the gate of the temple.

This kind of thing is normal, but it is usually sent to the temple, and the monks have a lot of land.

After Lin Zhuming listened to Er Otter's speech, he knew that the world was not peaceful, and that it was just about to decline.

He couldn't help touching the ancient mirror on his chest, as if the old Taoist was still guarding him.

He also looked at the scriptures left by the old Taoist.

As expected, it was God's will that Lin Zhuming had a predestined relationship with Dao.

"It seems that we have to rely on this."

The scriptures left by the old Taoist master were not unusual at first, and Lin Zhumingyuan had seen them before, but looking at them now, there seemed to be a flash of light, and holding them inexplicably made people feel at peace.

The little Taoist Er Otter wanted to take a sneak peek, but he saw a spirit official drawn on the scriptures, which was so lifelike, and glared at him angrily, which made his heart tremble.

Er Otter was a little flustered when he was stared at, and immediately turned his head away, thinking: "Every time Daoist Zhao reads his booklet, he will push me away. This man is generous, but why is the portrait on it so terrifying?" ?”

Lin Zhuming turned to the first page, and saw the words on it: "In my teaching method, there are true magic symbols and secret astronomy. If you are a man or woman in the world, those who receive my great formula must be devout and persistent." , Those who want to teach it must use the majesty of the altar, and there are third-class altars."

"Those who receive and uphold the Dharma at the top of the altar need to use five squares and five sections each 49 feet long, 49 pairs of jade rings, 36 mirrors, 49 pairs of positive blue and red concentrics, 49 lamps, and 49 pieces of money, horses and food."

"A middle-level altar holder needs to use five squares and five sections of three feet and six feet each, 36 pairs of gold rings, 49 mirrors, 36 pairs of concentric green soaps, 36 lamps, and 36 pieces of money, horses and food."

"The lower-level altar holders need to use five pieces of five squares, each 24 feet long, 24 pairs of silver rings, 24 mirrors, 24 pairs of concentric purple soap, 24 lamps, and 24 pieces of money, horses and food."

These third classes of Dharma holders teach the secrets hidden in the golden cabinet.

In the end, I saw a few characters written several times larger than other characters, and the vermilion was abnormal, for fear that others would not see it: "The book of secrets, you must not show inhumaneness lightly, and I would like to pass it on to the world, and you must not reveal the secret lightly."

Seeing this, Lin Zhuming glanced at the little Taoist Er Otter, and found that he was not looking at him, and seemed to be frightened, so he closed the scripture.

At the same time, my thoughts turned to when I was 16 years old the year before last, the old Taoist priest seemed to have established an altar to teach for me, and it was a high-level altar.

Moreover, it was also at that time that Lin Zhuming and the old Taoist were officially called masters and apprentices.

The old Taoist said that the man Erba is full of energy, he is already an adult, and he can be worshiped as a teacher.

It's just that the jade ring is made of Xiuyu, the mirror is made of glass, and the lamp is made of kerosene lamps.

It's not the fine jade, the bronze mirror, or the ever-burning lamp in the dead wind.

Besides, apart from Lord Daojun who gave a testimony, no other outsiders were invited to watch the ceremony.

When Lin Zhuming thought of the old Taoist master, he couldn't stop his thoughts.

However, at this moment, a short and thin man who was panting outside entered the temple gate: "Is Daoist Zhao there? Is Daoist Zhao there?"

The man was wearing a bunt, his face was dark, but his lips were white, obviously he came from a trot all the way.

"My master has gone out." Seeing that he was anxious, Er Mozi asked, "But if there is anything, you can talk about it first. When my master comes back, I will tell him the old man for you."

"Our family member Zhou asked Daoist Zhao to subdue the zombies!" The man turned out to be a long-term worker of a landlord's family.

"Zombies!" Lin Zhuming originally felt that time travel was unusual, and this Taoist Zhao can chase away corpses. When he thinks of zombies, all kinds of Qing Dynasty zombies in Uncle Nine's movies naturally come to mind.

"Hey, I thought that if Daoist Zhao is here, I can go to him, but now it seems that I have to go to Qingliang Temple twenty miles away to find a monk to solve this matter." His face was pale.

When Er Otter heard that he was looking for a monk, his expression was not good. Zhao Daoren followed the monk Yuanzhi of Qingliang Temple, and he was the enemy, and that monk knew how to teach nunnery.And often follow Taoist Zhao to grab business.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies. Once in the city of Nanjing, there was a wealthy landlord and businessman who offered a reward of 300 taels of feng shui for a treasure land.

Taoist Zhao and Monk Yuanzhi went to ask for rewards because they both had their eyes on the same geomantic treasure.

It's just that whoever comes first in this point has a saying.

Taoist Zhao and Monk Yuanzhi couldn't decide who they were, so they had to fight to decide.

It's a pity that because Taoist Zhao was at Yuanwai's house, he was secretly tricked and ate a piece of dog meat. Although he spit it out on the spot, he didn't swallow it.

However, the spell was still broken and was not effective, so he lost to Monk Yuanzhi. Not only did he not get 300 taels of silver, he even lost face.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, people feel that Taoist priests are not as good as monks.

As a result, the two became grudges and fought secretly, winning and losing.Even Er Otter knew about the grievances.

It's just that Qingliang Temple is getting more and more glamorous, the Buddha's golden body has been decorated several times, and Taoist Zhao's Longevity Palace is getting less and less incense.

Er Otter looked at Lin Zhuming, summoned up a burst of courage, pulled Lin Zhuming's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you know the law, Daoist Lin? Whether we do this matter or not, we will share [-] to [-], and you [-]%." [-]% to me."

Lin Zhuming originally had no intention of getting involved, but he heard Er Otter continue to say: "This week, the rich man's family property is very rich, and [-]% is not a lot. Besides, you only received such a business order when you placed an order with us at the Longevity Palace. Tell him to run to Qingliang Temple, and when my master comes back, I'm afraid he will drive you away."

Lin Zhuming had lived in this small temple since he was a child before crossing over. Now that the situation is unknown, he needs to find out the situation here. Although he knew it was a radical method, he couldn't help but nod.He intends to play the identity of a wandering Taoist priest to the end.

However, he still asked: "Didn't you and your master learn any skills? Why do you need the poor way?"

"Zombies are afraid of glutinous rice, and glutinous rice can dispel the qi of corpses. Zombies are also afraid of black dog blood." Er Otter seemed to want to be professional, but it was useless, and did not provide Lin Zhuming with any useful information.

Lin Zhuming had no choice but to ask the long-term worker: "Have you seen the zombie?"

"No, but a chicken in the village was killed by a zombie. When I went to see it in the morning, half of my body was gone, and it was still walking around. When the dog barked, it fell to the ground."

"There is still the sound of banging on the door at night, but I will leave when the rooster crows."

The Changgong recalled: "Is this not a zombie?"

Lin Zhuming heard it: Since it only bit the chicken and not the dog, it shouldn't be a very powerful zombie, and it kept hitting the door, obviously couldn't jump high, and couldn't cross the fence.

Now with [-]% to [-]% confidence, he said: "Since Brother Zhao is away, I will go with you."

(End of this chapter)